Page 161 of Nemesync
“Volkov, you look dangerously attractive tonight.”
His gaze fixed on me, green and intense. “We may just stay home, I think I just want to take care of you tonight,Milaya, every inch of you.” I laughed and he just continued, “I could fuck you all night, long and sweet, then rough and so disrespectful.” His voice dropped to a husky breath, “I’d have you screaming my name until you forget your own. Don’t you want that?”
Oh, the mouth of this man…
“Green eyes, stop this...”
He smiled, “Are you calling me like that now?”
“I love your eyes.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes.”
“They love looking at you,” he added, his gaze traveling up and down my figure before settling on my eyes.
Breathe Z, breathe.
His comment warmed my cheeks, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of confidence growing in me.
I approached him, slowly, still trying to breathe normally and not just take off everything he had on him, kissing him until I suffocated. “You know, if someone tries to talk to me tonight, you don’t have to go full psycho on them.”
He smirked, a dark chuckle escaping his throat, “If anyone gets too close to you, my face will be the last thing they’ll see, Zanae.”
Our lips met in a lingering kiss, his soft lips and firm hands everywhere on me found their way under my dress as he grips on the back of my thighs.
I pushed him off smiling, “Don’t do that, we have to go.”
He sighed and kissed me again before pulling me closer to his side as he headed to the elevator. We headed to the parking lot, where Nikolai and Benny awaited us.
Nikolai smiled at me, “Look at you Z. Elijah, you’re quite the lucky man.”
Ben chimed in, grinning. “Yeah, Zanae, you look fucking amazing.”
Elijah’s hand hardened on my waist. “She is indeed but look away you two.”
The car moved through the streets, illuminated by the night.
Am I healing?
Maybe it wasn’t because of me, I shouldn’t feel guilty for trying to live…
Or should I?
The sky was beautiful tonight. Stars and moon on display, emptiness and darkness engulfing them.
I think my obsession with the sky became my own world when I lost Luna. It’s true, the sky changed the day I understood that she was there from now on.
That’s why I love losing myself in it, it’s like I’m with her.
Now that I can’t talk to her, I talk to the stars, hoping they’ll carry my thoughts to her. That way, we’re always with each other.
Despite Elijah accompanying me to the cemetery at least once a week, he stays in the car, planting a tender kiss on my forehead before sending his guard to accompany me as I visit Luna. But it’s not enough. The sky has become her home now, and it’s in gazing at it that I feel closest to her.
I zoned out again, I knew it because I was seeing everything but nothing at the same time. The darkness swallowed the brightness of the stars, and I closed my eyes to chase it.
No please, not now.
